The Games People Play Chapter 18--Dreams and Schemes
Title: Dreams and Schemes
Author: Lionchilde
Summary: AU "I guess I was just hoping that we'd all get to spend Thanksgiving here."
Rating: G
Length: Around 800 words
Category: Fluff/Angst/Humor
Pairings/Charaters: Daniel/Vala; team friendship; Sam/Jack
A/N: Part 18 of The Games People Play. The series follows current cannon to the end of 10x09, Company of Thieves. Takes place around Thanksgiving. Written for fic101.
Dreams and Schemes
Daniel and Vala paused outside the door to his hotel room, and he leaned his back against it. He pulled her along with him, holding her loosely with his arms around her waist. Her hands slid up the sides of his face into his hair, and she grinned. He frowned at the expression and regarded her with a worried look that wasn't quite feigned.
"So. The next time we come here? We definitely need one of those cabins," she told him mischievously.
"Why?" he asked, pushing his bottom lip outward in thought.
"As if you don't know, Daniel," she shook her head.
"We could always borrow Jack's cabin," he suggested.
"Now there's an idea," Vala agreed as she tilted her mouth up to meet his.
He kissed her for a long moment, then pulled back and rested his lips against her forehead. "Maybe we could go for a drive or something," he said with a soft, rueful sigh at the presence of their teammates inside the room.
"I'd love to, darling, but I really should go and check on Sam. She hasn't seemed herself since Jack left," Vala replied.
Daniel sighed again, but nodded agreement. "Okay. I love you."
"I love you too," Vala smiled before she broke away.
He watched her go, wondering at how easily they'd fallen into this pleasantly comfortable couplehood. They fought intensely--probably always would--and he didn't think that any relationship with Vala would ever be lacking in passion. No matter how furious he could be with her, how well or how often she could push his buttons, Daniel had never questioned his feelings--or hers. Despite how they'd met and everything that had happened to them before the Ori Beachhead, loving her came as naturally and without reservation for him as it ever had with Sha're. He asked himself, not for the first time, how that had happened, but could arrive at no answer.
Finally, he pushed himself off of the door and went inside. Mitchell and Teal'c were playing poker and didn't hear him come in. From the size of the two piles of chips on the table, it seemed as though Teal'c was winning, but that didn't dampen Mitchell's cheerful mood.
"So, this whole Hawaii trip Vala's got in mind? I'm thinkin' honeymoon," he said smugly.
"Indeed," agreed Teal'c.
"Oh, are you two getting married?" Daniel smirked. Both of them swiveled around to face him, and the Jaffa's eyebrow shot upward in alarm.
"I was talkin' 'bout you and Vala!" Mitchell declared.
Daniel's smirk widened. "Well, listen. If I ever do take Vala on a honeymoon, it'll be about as far away from you two as I can get. No offense, Teal'c."
***
Vala found Sam staring out the window in their room. She walked up and laid a hand lightly on the other woman's arm. "Are you okay?"
Sam nodded, forcing a smile. "Yeah, fine."
Vala tilted her head, giving her friend a knowing look. "You didn't buy that response when I tried it on you. You don't look very happy for someone who's on her first real vacation in years."
Sam smiled a little and dipped her head to rest on Vala's shoulder. "I guess I was just hoping that we'd all get to spend Thanksgiving here."
"Is that it?" Vala asked quietly. Sam had never talked much about her relationship with SG-1's former leader, but she had heard plenty of rumors around the SGC.
"No, I guess not. Not totally anyway," admitted Sam, moving away to sit on the edge of one of the beds.
Vala turned, frowning in concern. "Do you…want to talk about it?"
"There's nothing to talk about. Nothing's ever happened," Sam shrugged.
"But you love him," Vala said, walking slowly toward the bed.
Sam nodded silently.
Vala slid down onto the comforter beside her and took her hand. "Does he love you?"
"Yeah," Sam bit her lip, forcing back the tears that suddenly blurred her vision.
"I'm guessing that there's something a bit more serious in the way than someone pulling on pigtails," Vala ventured.
"There are regulations about military officers being involved," Sam explained.
Vala nodded. Her brow creased in thought, and she said carefully, "Daniel told me that Jack was retired before the mission to Abydos. Couldn't he leave the Air Force again?"
"Things are different now," Sam shook her head. "The Goa'uld and the Ori weren't around back then."
"There must be some way," Vala said.
Sam gave a fond laugh. "Thanks, Vala, but I think one of us would have to be dying before General O'Neill retires again."
"Well, darling," Vala smiled reassuringly. "Let's hope we can find a better idea than that."
Author: Lionchilde
Summary: AU "I guess I was just hoping that we'd all get to spend Thanksgiving here."
Rating: G
Length: Around 800 words
Category: Fluff/Angst/Humor
Pairings/Charaters: Daniel/Vala; team friendship; Sam/Jack
A/N: Part 18 of The Games People Play. The series follows current cannon to the end of 10x09, Company of Thieves. Takes place around Thanksgiving. Written for fic101.
Dreams and Schemes
Daniel and Vala paused outside the door to his hotel room, and he leaned his back against it. He pulled her along with him, holding her loosely with his arms around her waist. Her hands slid up the sides of his face into his hair, and she grinned. He frowned at the expression and regarded her with a worried look that wasn't quite feigned.
"So. The next time we come here? We definitely need one of those cabins," she told him mischievously.
"Why?" he asked, pushing his bottom lip outward in thought.
"As if you don't know, Daniel," she shook her head.
"We could always borrow Jack's cabin," he suggested.
"Now there's an idea," Vala agreed as she tilted her mouth up to meet his.
He kissed her for a long moment, then pulled back and rested his lips against her forehead. "Maybe we could go for a drive or something," he said with a soft, rueful sigh at the presence of their teammates inside the room.
"I'd love to, darling, but I really should go and check on Sam. She hasn't seemed herself since Jack left," Vala replied.
Daniel sighed again, but nodded agreement. "Okay. I love you."
"I love you too," Vala smiled before she broke away.
He watched her go, wondering at how easily they'd fallen into this pleasantly comfortable couplehood. They fought intensely--probably always would--and he didn't think that any relationship with Vala would ever be lacking in passion. No matter how furious he could be with her, how well or how often she could push his buttons, Daniel had never questioned his feelings--or hers. Despite how they'd met and everything that had happened to them before the Ori Beachhead, loving her came as naturally and without reservation for him as it ever had with Sha're. He asked himself, not for the first time, how that had happened, but could arrive at no answer.
Finally, he pushed himself off of the door and went inside. Mitchell and Teal'c were playing poker and didn't hear him come in. From the size of the two piles of chips on the table, it seemed as though Teal'c was winning, but that didn't dampen Mitchell's cheerful mood.
"So, this whole Hawaii trip Vala's got in mind? I'm thinkin' honeymoon," he said smugly.
"Indeed," agreed Teal'c.
"Oh, are you two getting married?" Daniel smirked. Both of them swiveled around to face him, and the Jaffa's eyebrow shot upward in alarm.
"I was talkin' 'bout you and Vala!" Mitchell declared.
Daniel's smirk widened. "Well, listen. If I ever do take Vala on a honeymoon, it'll be about as far away from you two as I can get. No offense, Teal'c."
***
Vala found Sam staring out the window in their room. She walked up and laid a hand lightly on the other woman's arm. "Are you okay?"
Sam nodded, forcing a smile. "Yeah, fine."
Vala tilted her head, giving her friend a knowing look. "You didn't buy that response when I tried it on you. You don't look very happy for someone who's on her first real vacation in years."
Sam smiled a little and dipped her head to rest on Vala's shoulder. "I guess I was just hoping that we'd all get to spend Thanksgiving here."
"Is that it?" Vala asked quietly. Sam had never talked much about her relationship with SG-1's former leader, but she had heard plenty of rumors around the SGC.
"No, I guess not. Not totally anyway," admitted Sam, moving away to sit on the edge of one of the beds.
Vala turned, frowning in concern. "Do you…want to talk about it?"
"There's nothing to talk about. Nothing's ever happened," Sam shrugged.
"But you love him," Vala said, walking slowly toward the bed.
Sam nodded silently.
Vala slid down onto the comforter beside her and took her hand. "Does he love you?"
"Yeah," Sam bit her lip, forcing back the tears that suddenly blurred her vision.
"I'm guessing that there's something a bit more serious in the way than someone pulling on pigtails," Vala ventured.
"There are regulations about military officers being involved," Sam explained.
Vala nodded. Her brow creased in thought, and she said carefully, "Daniel told me that Jack was retired before the mission to Abydos. Couldn't he leave the Air Force again?"
"Things are different now," Sam shook her head. "The Goa'uld and the Ori weren't around back then."
"There must be some way," Vala said.
Sam gave a fond laugh. "Thanks, Vala, but I think one of us would have to be dying before General O'Neill retires again."
"Well, darling," Vala smiled reassuringly. "Let's hope we can find a better idea than that."